Three hours ago, I received an e-mail from...well, okay, I'm not totally sure who it is, but I really doubt it's anybody but her. It seems to me she is...let us say a very close personal friend of mine from a long time ago who lives up in Oklahoma. It was sent through some forums of an online game we both used to play.
I...I have really been wanting to contact this person lately, ever since the last time we spoke...I'm not sure why. Maybe for some closure, or just to apologize, because I feel I was in the wrong in how and why we parted ways. It seems as though...I was given this wish...
However...
Well, this is the e-mail:
"If you ever read this message. I am 16 now and have matured enough to admit that I was wrong, ride, hurtful, and stupid. I wish to appologize for this.
I completely understand if you do not.
-3rdblooded one."
I really can't imagine it being anybody else. And yet...I can't imagine how it can be her.
It seems to me I've been given a chance to set things right, and yet...the reply e-mail, of the forum account she sent the message through, is disabled or discontinued. I am rather disappointed by this, for now I feel mocked by fate. I start writing up a post in the forums, knowing full well that, if anybody there is actually willing to lend a hand, that there is likely no luck of a way to contact her being found.
Then, suddenly, I remember that we used to chat a lot through Yahoo! Messenger. Though I long ago changed Yahoo! Messenger usernames, and don't have hers on my buddy list anymore, if she even uses the same one. I realize my stupidity in not keeping her username on my buddy list, though it has been over a year, so it really shouldn't have been expected of me. Then, I check my connection settings...and my old username is, through some coincidence or forgetfulness of mine or some twist of fate, still there. I don't know why I did...but I kept it.
And, sure enough, I log into it...and I get a bunch of random offline messages from her old username, sent to me on 6/22.
I check my horoscope, which was sent to my e-mail not to long ago (Yeah, yeah...I'm a weirdo for subscribing to my horoscope...my romantic horoscope, nonetheless). This is actually the one for tomorrow, which is in like...3 minutes or so. I am rather freaked out by the message.
"You love a challenge, and you can expect one in the love department that will have you rethinking some major stuff. What's a challenge other than an opportunity for a fresh start?"
Okay...it's just a horoscope, and they usually don't mean anything. If they have any coincidence with real events, it's probably because of how vague the message was. But...still...it's just freaky...ya know?
...All I have to say in response to this sudden contact with an old...close friend...is this:
This is so...unexpected. o.o;
6/28/2006
6/27/2006
Disfiguring Kittens is...okay?! WTF?!?!
Really...I want to go and hurt somebody for doing this. It may not be the heavenly thing to do, going out to hurt people for doing that, but I still want to do it. If you're cold-hearted enough to go and fire a BB gun, four times even, at a six-week old kitten just for the fun of it, and then stuff it into a trash bag, you deserve to be shot in the leg or break an arm.
Many of you who read this probably know I frequent many forums on the internet. Actually, just three, but that's probably too many.
Well, I find this posted on my favorite, Star Cross'd Destiny. Everybody reacts much as I'd expect them to: agreeing that somebody needs to be hurt for this, or at least expressing that they think it's wrong.
I go and post it on Gaia Online. Here's what really ticks me off. I get a couple of people who say something along the lines of "Who gives a f***?" Are they even human? They say that crazy people and idiotic people are the only people who will care about this, because it's insignificant. I'm beginning to see why these animal abuse crimes take place at all.
Here, I'll just quote the exchanges directly. I can't even think straight enough to summarize the arguments. I'll call this guy frank, based on his username.
If you want to see the original text: clicky
Frank: "Sucks for the kitten. But hey, shit happens.
And while you get those people who shot the kitten with BB guns, maybe you can go catch the other half of the world who are torturing animals continuously as you read this.
And you'd kill the people for shooting a cat? The cat's still alive.
But honest to truth, what's more sick, killing people, or shooting a cat who lived in the end?
You decide. "
When being asked if it were his dog...
Frank: "Well here's the thing. If it was an attack on a personal level, say my dogs were shot with BBs and were thrown in a garbage bag, ofcourse I'd get pissed off. Because it's on a personal level.
I have no reason to get angry or any kind of emotional buff about this kitten, because I don't care about a random kitten, who in one of bazillion get tortured every day all day all over the globe. "
Then I come back after eating dinner and get POd at this guy.
Me: "Don't even bring that argument into this. It's a totally different thing, and you know it.
And yes, it is just because kittens are cute and soft and furry. Everything on the planet (both living and dead) has a role to fulfill, and kittens are here to be cute and cuddly (and eventually grow into cats for the purpose of chasing away rodents or occupying our furniture), while cows and chickens are here to supply meat to those creatures that eat meat (among other important products). That's the way it works here in America. It may differ a bit in other countries with different cultures, but that's not our culture.
If that doesn't do it for you, here in America it's against the law to do that. It won't exactly rate high on the spiritual meter, either, unless you're a satanist...and I don't care for satanists."
Frank: "Allow me to reply to your comment. For every time you pressed enter, I'll write a little blurb in retort.
If it was done right infront of me, I'd be upset, I wouldn't feel good about it. Would I try to stop them? Yes ofcourse. But if I failed, would I care? No. Would I stand there and watch? Probably not.
And you're right. I stand corrected. But there's a difference in paralyzing an animal of the intelligent capacity of next to nothing, to paralyzing a human. And you really think shooting them in the leg or arm or whatever is gonna stop them? Hell no. Let's take a look at Texas, the state which still use the death penalty. Countless serial killers and murders roam the streets, when they know, they can be killed for what they do. So death penalty is known among all men. Do those people stop killing? Ofcourse not. Why? Cuz they're screwed up insane maniacs. Your theory of breaking their arms so they don't do it again, just doesn't work.
Cry about kids who are born fucked up and die within minutes of their birth. Not the kitten. It's a fucking cat.
It shouldn't be happening no shit. And you think harming people will make you a better person than them? Think again.
So in conclusion. Do you not understand, that it's just a cat? Countless humans die out there in the world every day, and you don't seem to give a shit about them. It's fucked up people like you who spend so much god damned time giving a shit about insignificant things, you don't see what's going on in a bigger scale. Get your fuckin' priorities straight and tell me next time, the Holocaust was a fucking downright criminal.
EDIT: Yeah yeah. I know the meat thing has nothing to do with this."
Me: "I do care about them, but that's not the issue at hand here. The issue at hand is that people are abusing these animals. When somebody performs a crime like this, you shouldn't have to think, "Well, serial killers are on the loose, so I'm not going to worry about it." That's just poor law enforcement there.
It won't make me a better person than them, but at the very least there'll be compensation, whether or not it is perfectly equal. Being from Texas myself, I wouldn't be against using the death penalty on these folks, though I think we could skip the jail time and just do 'em in. Keep in mind, they disfigure a kitten, so I figure that causing them injuries, which can actually heal given time, would be nothing like simply using the death sentence on a serial killer.
However, I think it's quite likely high school kids who did this. BB guns, plus being discovered by a high school janitor says to me high school kids. If that is the case, they need to be taught a painful lesson of life [not given the death sentence, just yet].
Lastly, I must say, you know nothing of cats if you think their intellectual capacity is next to nothing. Not all cats are smart, and cats obviously can't get that smart, but I've seen cats do freakily smart things. You can't just say that they don't do tricks and are thus stupid. Maybe it's that they realize they don't have to do tricks to get the good food we humans eat. Besides, just because they're not as intelligent as us, doesn't mean it's okay for them to suffer and feel pain."
Frank: "First question to your statement: "but at the very least there'll be compensation"
Who shall deliver your compensation for hurting those people who committed the act?
I believe an arm doesn't just grow back. Neither do legs. [My comment on this: He seems to have misinterpreted me. I never said to dismember him. I'll just ignore this.]
And also, I've stated this already. I think lots of times.
Drill this into your head. It's a fucking Cat. IT'S A CAT! Why does a cat matter so much to you? Like Jesus Christ, give me a fucking break.
Cats are smarter than most animals. Corrected.
And I just don't understand why you think Broken Animal Rights, should have more attention than Broken Human Rights.
The truth is, animals were always abused at some corners of the earth during the history of mankind. And fuckups like you always came around and said "Animal abuse is bad" Well yeah it is. Too bad those people who are committing the acts don't give a flying fuck what you think. All they have to is keep killing and beating the shit out of animals while you just bitch and bitch and bitch about fucking animal rights movements. They don't care. Only crazy people like you believe in Animal Rights Movement. And you can keep trying and trying, but nothing's gonna change. For every crazy animal right person shows up, there will be at least 10 crazy animal abusers that show up.
I really have no idea what the High School Student thing has to do with this.
Like I said before. You should really prioritize what you're bitching about."
Me: "And why shouldn't the cat matter? I'm not religious, but it's my understanding that the religious folk care about all of "God's creatures" with cats being a part of that group. It's a cat. Duh. That's why it matters. A six-week old kitten cannot defend itself against a human with a BB gun. Okay, yeah, if a serial killer shows up to take my life, there's probably not much I can do, but I can do a lot more than that six-week old kitten could've done. It's like saying "It's just a 2-month old baby, why does it matter so much to you that a 700 pound tiger just ate it for lunch?"
I don't think "Broken Animal Rights" should have more attention than "Broken Human Rights"
I just think it should GET attention. People see like one or two stories of this on the news and go on with their daily lives. I bet cops rarely ever deal with these cases, and most don't even think about it. If they hear people complaining about it, they just think "Aww, ****, another animal rights activist." They don't think that maybe they're right.
I bet serial killers don't care that it's against the law to kill people, so it must be the case that we shouldn't worry about it.
Yeah, animals were always abused by humankind throughout our history. So that must mean it's okay. Humankind has always been murdering humankind throughout our history. So that must mean it's okay."
Another guy, I shall call him Mon, jumps in: "I couldn't agree more with the article below..
Human life versus animal life. This fundamental conflict of values, which was dramatized a few years ago when AIDS victims marched in support of research on animals, is still raging. PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) launched a campaign against Covance, Inc., a biomedical research lab in Vienna, Va., that uses animals for drug testing.
It is an indisputable fact that many thousands of lives are saved by medical research on animals. But animal rightists don't care. PETA makes this frighteningly clear: "Even if animal tests produced a cure for AIDS, we'd be against it." Such is the "humanitarianism" of animal rights activists.
How do these advocates try to justify their position? As someone who has debated them for years on college campuses and in the media, I know firsthand that the whole movement is based on a single--invalid--syllogism, namely: men feel pain and have rights; animals feel pain; therefore, animals have rights. This argument is entirely specious, because man's rights do not depend on his ability to feel pain; they depend on his ability to think.
Rights are ethical principles applicable only to beings capable of reason and choice. There is only one fundamental right: a man's right to his own life. To live successfully, man must use his rational faculty--which is exercised by choice. The choice to think can be negated only by the use of physical force. To survive and prosper, men must be free from the initiation of force by other men--free to use their own minds to guide their choices and actions. Rights protect men against the use of force by other men.
None of this is relevant to animals. Animals do not survive by rational thought (nor by sign languages allegedly taught to them by psychologists). They survive through sensory-perceptual association and the pleasure-pain mechanism. They can not grasp methods of reason. They cannot learn a code of ethics. A lion is not immoral for eating a zebra (or even for attacking a man). Predation is their natural and only means of survival; they do not have the capacity to learn any other.
Only man has the power, guided by a code of morality, to deal with other members of his own species by voluntary means: rational persuasion. To claim that man's use of animals is immoral is to claim that we have no right to our own lives and that we must sacrifice our welfare for the sake of creatures who cannot think or grasp the concept of morality. It is to elevate amoral animals to a moral level higher than ourselves--a flagrant contradiction. Of course, it is proper not to cause animals gratuitous suffering. But this is not the same as inventing a bill of rights for them--at our expense.
The granting of fictional rights to animals is not an innocent error. We do not have to speculate about the motive, because the animal "rights" advocates have revealed it quite openly. Again from PETA: "Mankind is the biggest blight on the face of the earth"; "I do not believe that a human being has a right to life"; "I would rather have medical experiments done on our children than on animals." These self-styled lovers of life do not love animals; rather, they hate men.
The animal "rights" terrorists are like the Unabomber and Oklahoma City bombers. They are not idealists seeking justice, but nihilists seeking destruction for the sake of destruction. They do not want to uplift mankind, to help him progress from the swamp to the stars. They want mankind's destruction; they want him not just to stay in the swamp but to disappear into its muck.
There is only one proper answer to such people: to declare proudly and defiantly, in the name of morality, a man's right to his life, his liberty, and the pursuit of his own happiness."
Frank: "First off.
PETA gets more attention than any fucking activist group on the face of the planet.
Cops don't want to deal with Animal Abuse crap cuz they've got the insane mass of PETA to do the fucking work.
You have some issues to settle. Why do you think no one cares about the animal rights movements? Cuz you people, are obviously paranoid liars, who just fuckin' exaggerate everything. No one wants to listen to full of shit lies about cats and dogs. It's inevitable that animals will continue to get abused no matter who the fuck says what.
How in the name of Lucifer do you even begin to compare slaughtering of humans, to hurting animals? My god.
But I suppose you're right, since animals can't picket and be idiots like humans, you guys should do it for them. Go be idiots. No one's gonna care except more idiots like you.
You know what? I'm so sick of fighting you. Monadnock is trying to settle this, so I'm gonna leave it at that.
You live the way you want to.
I don't care."
Me: "Just because it's not human doesn't mean it's okay to do this. It will still make you a cold-hearted bastard that doesn't deserve to live. That's exactly the kind of attitude that causes this to happen in the first place.
In response to Monadnock's submission: I'm nothing like those PETA morons. Mankind isn't the only specie that has the right to live, and it has nothing to do with the fact that we can think. If cats didn't have the right to live, they wouldn't still be around.
The case of animal testing to find the cure for AIDs is totally different from this. This cat was disfigured FOR FUN. Not for research. Not to save a life. For fun. Because the people that did it have fun causing pain. That's why I'm ticked off. If you're going to beat up something as frail and defenseless as a kitten for fun, than you're a seriously ****ed up mother****er.
Those PETA people are freaks. They want to sacrifice mankind for the sake of animals. I'm pretty sure we once sacrified an ethnicity for the sake of another. That's not much different in my eyes.
That doesn't mean it's okay to beat up on animals for fun."
Frank: "Shut up dude seriously.
This is not getting anywhere, nor will it get anywhere.
Just lay it to rest."
Random other person: "Noone, exept you and idiots alike, could give two shits about this topic.
Sure it's sad. But why argue about something so insignificant?"
Just...just...I want to go and smack some sense into those people, it's so frustrating. Okay, sure, you're probably not a cat-person like I am, but this has nothing to do with it being a kitten. It's just like I said to that guy: "This cat was disfigured FOR FUN. Not for research. Not to save a life. For fun. Because the people that did it have fun causing pain. That's why I'm ticked off."
Just...UGH! I can't even begin to understand how people out there actually don't care that this sort of thing happens. From my point of view, they're defending the person who did this. It's like they're saying it's okay to do that! They say it's insignificant, that it doesn't matter. Turning a blind eye is even worse than saying it's okay. They justify their arguments by saying that it happens all the time. So, what, that means it's okay? What the **** is wrong with these people? Just...ugh...I need to go sleep or something. I'll still be mad at these people, but...I really shouldn't waste my time on them.
*twitch* I REALLY want to hit them with a big stick.
Many of you who read this probably know I frequent many forums on the internet. Actually, just three, but that's probably too many.
Well, I find this posted on my favorite, Star Cross'd Destiny. Everybody reacts much as I'd expect them to: agreeing that somebody needs to be hurt for this, or at least expressing that they think it's wrong.
I go and post it on Gaia Online. Here's what really ticks me off. I get a couple of people who say something along the lines of "Who gives a f***?" Are they even human? They say that crazy people and idiotic people are the only people who will care about this, because it's insignificant. I'm beginning to see why these animal abuse crimes take place at all.
Here, I'll just quote the exchanges directly. I can't even think straight enough to summarize the arguments. I'll call this guy frank, based on his username.
If you want to see the original text: clicky
Frank: "Sucks for the kitten. But hey, shit happens.
And while you get those people who shot the kitten with BB guns, maybe you can go catch the other half of the world who are torturing animals continuously as you read this.
And you'd kill the people for shooting a cat? The cat's still alive.
But honest to truth, what's more sick, killing people, or shooting a cat who lived in the end?
You decide. "
When being asked if it were his dog...
Frank: "Well here's the thing. If it was an attack on a personal level, say my dogs were shot with BBs and were thrown in a garbage bag, ofcourse I'd get pissed off. Because it's on a personal level.
I have no reason to get angry or any kind of emotional buff about this kitten, because I don't care about a random kitten, who in one of bazillion get tortured every day all day all over the globe. "
Then I come back after eating dinner and get POd at this guy.
Me: "Don't even bring that argument into this. It's a totally different thing, and you know it.
And yes, it is just because kittens are cute and soft and furry. Everything on the planet (both living and dead) has a role to fulfill, and kittens are here to be cute and cuddly (and eventually grow into cats for the purpose of chasing away rodents or occupying our furniture), while cows and chickens are here to supply meat to those creatures that eat meat (among other important products). That's the way it works here in America. It may differ a bit in other countries with different cultures, but that's not our culture.
If that doesn't do it for you, here in America it's against the law to do that. It won't exactly rate high on the spiritual meter, either, unless you're a satanist...and I don't care for satanists."
Frank: "Allow me to reply to your comment. For every time you pressed enter, I'll write a little blurb in retort.
If it was done right infront of me, I'd be upset, I wouldn't feel good about it. Would I try to stop them? Yes ofcourse. But if I failed, would I care? No. Would I stand there and watch? Probably not.
And you're right. I stand corrected. But there's a difference in paralyzing an animal of the intelligent capacity of next to nothing, to paralyzing a human. And you really think shooting them in the leg or arm or whatever is gonna stop them? Hell no. Let's take a look at Texas, the state which still use the death penalty. Countless serial killers and murders roam the streets, when they know, they can be killed for what they do. So death penalty is known among all men. Do those people stop killing? Ofcourse not. Why? Cuz they're screwed up insane maniacs. Your theory of breaking their arms so they don't do it again, just doesn't work.
Cry about kids who are born fucked up and die within minutes of their birth. Not the kitten. It's a fucking cat.
It shouldn't be happening no shit. And you think harming people will make you a better person than them? Think again.
So in conclusion. Do you not understand, that it's just a cat? Countless humans die out there in the world every day, and you don't seem to give a shit about them. It's fucked up people like you who spend so much god damned time giving a shit about insignificant things, you don't see what's going on in a bigger scale. Get your fuckin' priorities straight and tell me next time, the Holocaust was a fucking downright criminal.
EDIT: Yeah yeah. I know the meat thing has nothing to do with this."
Me: "I do care about them, but that's not the issue at hand here. The issue at hand is that people are abusing these animals. When somebody performs a crime like this, you shouldn't have to think, "Well, serial killers are on the loose, so I'm not going to worry about it." That's just poor law enforcement there.
It won't make me a better person than them, but at the very least there'll be compensation, whether or not it is perfectly equal. Being from Texas myself, I wouldn't be against using the death penalty on these folks, though I think we could skip the jail time and just do 'em in. Keep in mind, they disfigure a kitten, so I figure that causing them injuries, which can actually heal given time, would be nothing like simply using the death sentence on a serial killer.
However, I think it's quite likely high school kids who did this. BB guns, plus being discovered by a high school janitor says to me high school kids. If that is the case, they need to be taught a painful lesson of life [not given the death sentence, just yet].
Lastly, I must say, you know nothing of cats if you think their intellectual capacity is next to nothing. Not all cats are smart, and cats obviously can't get that smart, but I've seen cats do freakily smart things. You can't just say that they don't do tricks and are thus stupid. Maybe it's that they realize they don't have to do tricks to get the good food we humans eat. Besides, just because they're not as intelligent as us, doesn't mean it's okay for them to suffer and feel pain."
Frank: "First question to your statement: "but at the very least there'll be compensation"
Who shall deliver your compensation for hurting those people who committed the act?
I believe an arm doesn't just grow back. Neither do legs. [My comment on this: He seems to have misinterpreted me. I never said to dismember him. I'll just ignore this.]
And also, I've stated this already. I think lots of times.
Drill this into your head. It's a fucking Cat. IT'S A CAT! Why does a cat matter so much to you? Like Jesus Christ, give me a fucking break.
Cats are smarter than most animals. Corrected.
And I just don't understand why you think Broken Animal Rights, should have more attention than Broken Human Rights.
The truth is, animals were always abused at some corners of the earth during the history of mankind. And fuckups like you always came around and said "Animal abuse is bad" Well yeah it is. Too bad those people who are committing the acts don't give a flying fuck what you think. All they have to is keep killing and beating the shit out of animals while you just bitch and bitch and bitch about fucking animal rights movements. They don't care. Only crazy people like you believe in Animal Rights Movement. And you can keep trying and trying, but nothing's gonna change. For every crazy animal right person shows up, there will be at least 10 crazy animal abusers that show up.
I really have no idea what the High School Student thing has to do with this.
Like I said before. You should really prioritize what you're bitching about."
Me: "And why shouldn't the cat matter? I'm not religious, but it's my understanding that the religious folk care about all of "God's creatures" with cats being a part of that group. It's a cat. Duh. That's why it matters. A six-week old kitten cannot defend itself against a human with a BB gun. Okay, yeah, if a serial killer shows up to take my life, there's probably not much I can do, but I can do a lot more than that six-week old kitten could've done. It's like saying "It's just a 2-month old baby, why does it matter so much to you that a 700 pound tiger just ate it for lunch?"
I don't think "Broken Animal Rights" should have more attention than "Broken Human Rights"
I just think it should GET attention. People see like one or two stories of this on the news and go on with their daily lives. I bet cops rarely ever deal with these cases, and most don't even think about it. If they hear people complaining about it, they just think "Aww, ****, another animal rights activist." They don't think that maybe they're right.
I bet serial killers don't care that it's against the law to kill people, so it must be the case that we shouldn't worry about it.
Yeah, animals were always abused by humankind throughout our history. So that must mean it's okay. Humankind has always been murdering humankind throughout our history. So that must mean it's okay."
Another guy, I shall call him Mon, jumps in: "I couldn't agree more with the article below..
Animal "Rights" Versus Human Rights
by Edwin A. Locke
by Edwin A. Locke
Human life versus animal life. This fundamental conflict of values, which was dramatized a few years ago when AIDS victims marched in support of research on animals, is still raging. PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) launched a campaign against Covance, Inc., a biomedical research lab in Vienna, Va., that uses animals for drug testing.
It is an indisputable fact that many thousands of lives are saved by medical research on animals. But animal rightists don't care. PETA makes this frighteningly clear: "Even if animal tests produced a cure for AIDS, we'd be against it." Such is the "humanitarianism" of animal rights activists.
How do these advocates try to justify their position? As someone who has debated them for years on college campuses and in the media, I know firsthand that the whole movement is based on a single--invalid--syllogism, namely: men feel pain and have rights; animals feel pain; therefore, animals have rights. This argument is entirely specious, because man's rights do not depend on his ability to feel pain; they depend on his ability to think.
Rights are ethical principles applicable only to beings capable of reason and choice. There is only one fundamental right: a man's right to his own life. To live successfully, man must use his rational faculty--which is exercised by choice. The choice to think can be negated only by the use of physical force. To survive and prosper, men must be free from the initiation of force by other men--free to use their own minds to guide their choices and actions. Rights protect men against the use of force by other men.
None of this is relevant to animals. Animals do not survive by rational thought (nor by sign languages allegedly taught to them by psychologists). They survive through sensory-perceptual association and the pleasure-pain mechanism. They can not grasp methods of reason. They cannot learn a code of ethics. A lion is not immoral for eating a zebra (or even for attacking a man). Predation is their natural and only means of survival; they do not have the capacity to learn any other.
Only man has the power, guided by a code of morality, to deal with other members of his own species by voluntary means: rational persuasion. To claim that man's use of animals is immoral is to claim that we have no right to our own lives and that we must sacrifice our welfare for the sake of creatures who cannot think or grasp the concept of morality. It is to elevate amoral animals to a moral level higher than ourselves--a flagrant contradiction. Of course, it is proper not to cause animals gratuitous suffering. But this is not the same as inventing a bill of rights for them--at our expense.
The granting of fictional rights to animals is not an innocent error. We do not have to speculate about the motive, because the animal "rights" advocates have revealed it quite openly. Again from PETA: "Mankind is the biggest blight on the face of the earth"; "I do not believe that a human being has a right to life"; "I would rather have medical experiments done on our children than on animals." These self-styled lovers of life do not love animals; rather, they hate men.
The animal "rights" terrorists are like the Unabomber and Oklahoma City bombers. They are not idealists seeking justice, but nihilists seeking destruction for the sake of destruction. They do not want to uplift mankind, to help him progress from the swamp to the stars. They want mankind's destruction; they want him not just to stay in the swamp but to disappear into its muck.
There is only one proper answer to such people: to declare proudly and defiantly, in the name of morality, a man's right to his life, his liberty, and the pursuit of his own happiness."
Frank: "First off.
PETA gets more attention than any fucking activist group on the face of the planet.
Cops don't want to deal with Animal Abuse crap cuz they've got the insane mass of PETA to do the fucking work.
You have some issues to settle. Why do you think no one cares about the animal rights movements? Cuz you people, are obviously paranoid liars, who just fuckin' exaggerate everything. No one wants to listen to full of shit lies about cats and dogs. It's inevitable that animals will continue to get abused no matter who the fuck says what.
How in the name of Lucifer do you even begin to compare slaughtering of humans, to hurting animals? My god.
But I suppose you're right, since animals can't picket and be idiots like humans, you guys should do it for them. Go be idiots. No one's gonna care except more idiots like you.
You know what? I'm so sick of fighting you. Monadnock is trying to settle this, so I'm gonna leave it at that.
You live the way you want to.
I don't care."
Me: "Just because it's not human doesn't mean it's okay to do this. It will still make you a cold-hearted bastard that doesn't deserve to live. That's exactly the kind of attitude that causes this to happen in the first place.
In response to Monadnock's submission: I'm nothing like those PETA morons. Mankind isn't the only specie that has the right to live, and it has nothing to do with the fact that we can think. If cats didn't have the right to live, they wouldn't still be around.
The case of animal testing to find the cure for AIDs is totally different from this. This cat was disfigured FOR FUN. Not for research. Not to save a life. For fun. Because the people that did it have fun causing pain. That's why I'm ticked off. If you're going to beat up something as frail and defenseless as a kitten for fun, than you're a seriously ****ed up mother****er.
Those PETA people are freaks. They want to sacrifice mankind for the sake of animals. I'm pretty sure we once sacrified an ethnicity for the sake of another. That's not much different in my eyes.
That doesn't mean it's okay to beat up on animals for fun."
Frank: "Shut up dude seriously.
This is not getting anywhere, nor will it get anywhere.
Just lay it to rest."
Random other person: "Noone, exept you and idiots alike, could give two shits about this topic.
Sure it's sad. But why argue about something so insignificant?"
Just...just...I want to go and smack some sense into those people, it's so frustrating. Okay, sure, you're probably not a cat-person like I am, but this has nothing to do with it being a kitten. It's just like I said to that guy: "This cat was disfigured FOR FUN. Not for research. Not to save a life. For fun. Because the people that did it have fun causing pain. That's why I'm ticked off."
Just...UGH! I can't even begin to understand how people out there actually don't care that this sort of thing happens. From my point of view, they're defending the person who did this. It's like they're saying it's okay to do that! They say it's insignificant, that it doesn't matter. Turning a blind eye is even worse than saying it's okay. They justify their arguments by saying that it happens all the time. So, what, that means it's okay? What the **** is wrong with these people? Just...ugh...I need to go sleep or something. I'll still be mad at these people, but...I really shouldn't waste my time on them.
*twitch* I REALLY want to hit them with a big stick.
6/25/2006
...Baby Face?
Well...I guess I'm not feeling so bad about looking younger than I really am. More people at work today, whom I haven't had the "pleasure" of working with (they aren't my kind of people, let us say), also said I look younger than 19 years old (one guy, after I told him I'm 19, asked if I'm gay...that's a big "f*** no"). The two girls, one of them the manager, working in the front mentioned it as well when they asked how old I was as I was clocking out. I asked if I really do look that young, and the manager said it's because I have what she calls a "baby face."
Well, that explains much. Thus, when people see me, they think I'm 16 or 17 years old, rather than 19. Thus why people will think I look girly when I have long hair, or why some people will think I'm gay.
I guess, thinking ahead to when I'm an old man...this is something I will actually like. A part of me is okay with this, and even glad about it. There was a mexian dude there for the late night shift; he looked like 20 years old (maybe 22, looked to me like a college student), had a mustache, had an accent and everything (plus a bit of street slang). He's actually 28.
Another part of me still doesn't much like this. For once, I understand why other adults rarely take me that seriously and seem to think...I dunno, like I'm not a very responsible person or something. For once, I understand why many people like me with short hair instead of long hair. A baby face plus long hair equals a girly appearance. Not the look I was going for. I was going for something more like my profile picture, though not quite so long.
For once, I think I finally understand one of the primary reasons I'm not exactly having luck in the girls department (besides being too shy and nice for my own good). How can I expect a girl my age, or even just slightly younger or older than me, to consider me as a boyfriend, or even just a date...when I look like I'm still a sophomore or a junior in high school? Yeah, there are girls who go for that look, but...(and this probably isn't coming out the way I want it to) I personally prefer my women to be younger (as well as shorter) than me. Not too much younger, especially since I'm only 19, but you know what I mean. I suppose, if I tried, I could find a sophomore or a junior that wouldn't find my "baby face" to be a problem, since I look as though I'm her age. But...it just wouldn't feel right. When I'm, say...23, dating girls 3 or 4 years younger than me won't be quite so...taboo, but for now, 18 is my lower limit. In fact, legally speaking, that is my lower limit, and forever will be.
It's just...when you're 19 or 20...I'd say up to around age 25 or 26, maybe a little older depending on the person, you want to look your age. In those years, a man is in his prime, and you want to look it, not just for the women, but for your peers and your superiors. You want people to look at you and see a strapping young man, living the good life, ready and capable of doing anything and doing a good job of it. I won't be able to full appreciate my baby face until I get into my third decade.
Yeah...I don't feel quite so bad about it. Looking younger than your real age is a good thing...when you're older. I guess that's what I get for wishing I wasn't a "young adult" yet, huh?
Still...it'd be nice to look like a college student. It'd be easier to get a girl. It's be easier to grow my hair out (not that I want to anymore...it's too much of a hassle). It'd be easier to get respect.
And you know, it's after today that I can fully appreciate why it's so important that a guy has a girl. After a hard day at work like this (not just the working, but working with people you don't exactly find to be your kind of people), you just want to be able to come home and spend time with someone close to you. If not..err..the more intimate kind of time, at least a loving hug and kiss. Just some cuddle time, or just someone to spend time with. Just knowing that there's someone to come home to, besides your parents and siblings (it's just not the same), who loves you for who you are and will always be there to support you and raise your spirits...it makes it easier to bear a hard day of work. Especially when that hard day of work is more for their sake than for yours.
But when all you really have to come home to of that caliber are your cats...sure, cats are nice, but, like parents and siblings, it's just not the same. It makes a hard day of work a bit harder to bear. I just don't get so motivated when it's for my own sake.
I could really use some motivation...and not just from anybody.
Well, that explains much. Thus, when people see me, they think I'm 16 or 17 years old, rather than 19. Thus why people will think I look girly when I have long hair, or why some people will think I'm gay.
I guess, thinking ahead to when I'm an old man...this is something I will actually like. A part of me is okay with this, and even glad about it. There was a mexian dude there for the late night shift; he looked like 20 years old (maybe 22, looked to me like a college student), had a mustache, had an accent and everything (plus a bit of street slang). He's actually 28.
Another part of me still doesn't much like this. For once, I understand why other adults rarely take me that seriously and seem to think...I dunno, like I'm not a very responsible person or something. For once, I understand why many people like me with short hair instead of long hair. A baby face plus long hair equals a girly appearance. Not the look I was going for. I was going for something more like my profile picture, though not quite so long.
For once, I think I finally understand one of the primary reasons I'm not exactly having luck in the girls department (besides being too shy and nice for my own good). How can I expect a girl my age, or even just slightly younger or older than me, to consider me as a boyfriend, or even just a date...when I look like I'm still a sophomore or a junior in high school? Yeah, there are girls who go for that look, but...(and this probably isn't coming out the way I want it to) I personally prefer my women to be younger (as well as shorter) than me. Not too much younger, especially since I'm only 19, but you know what I mean. I suppose, if I tried, I could find a sophomore or a junior that wouldn't find my "baby face" to be a problem, since I look as though I'm her age. But...it just wouldn't feel right. When I'm, say...23, dating girls 3 or 4 years younger than me won't be quite so...taboo, but for now, 18 is my lower limit. In fact, legally speaking, that is my lower limit, and forever will be.
It's just...when you're 19 or 20...I'd say up to around age 25 or 26, maybe a little older depending on the person, you want to look your age. In those years, a man is in his prime, and you want to look it, not just for the women, but for your peers and your superiors. You want people to look at you and see a strapping young man, living the good life, ready and capable of doing anything and doing a good job of it. I won't be able to full appreciate my baby face until I get into my third decade.
Yeah...I don't feel quite so bad about it. Looking younger than your real age is a good thing...when you're older. I guess that's what I get for wishing I wasn't a "young adult" yet, huh?
Still...it'd be nice to look like a college student. It'd be easier to get a girl. It's be easier to grow my hair out (not that I want to anymore...it's too much of a hassle). It'd be easier to get respect.
And you know, it's after today that I can fully appreciate why it's so important that a guy has a girl. After a hard day at work like this (not just the working, but working with people you don't exactly find to be your kind of people), you just want to be able to come home and spend time with someone close to you. If not..err..the more intimate kind of time, at least a loving hug and kiss. Just some cuddle time, or just someone to spend time with. Just knowing that there's someone to come home to, besides your parents and siblings (it's just not the same), who loves you for who you are and will always be there to support you and raise your spirits...it makes it easier to bear a hard day of work. Especially when that hard day of work is more for their sake than for yours.
But when all you really have to come home to of that caliber are your cats...sure, cats are nice, but, like parents and siblings, it's just not the same. It makes a hard day of work a bit harder to bear. I just don't get so motivated when it's for my own sake.
I could really use some motivation...and not just from anybody.
6/23/2006
I'm a Young Adult...Or So I Thought
A lot of my coworkers have been telling me I don't at all look my age. Apparently, I look, and act, like I'm still in high school. This one girl I was working with on the fry station today, (two people because of how busy it gets on Fridays), said she thought I was 17, before I told her I'm 19, 20 in November. She's 20 years old, turning 21 next month, and she's so small that she looks 16. Maybe younger to other people.
It's gotten me thinking lately...am I still really childish? I really don't feel like I'm a young adult half the time. Could it have something to do with how I still play video games a lot? How I still spend most of my time surfing the internet, posting in forums, posting Blogs, playing around with MySpace, even posting on Gaia Online? Could it have something to do with the fact I still don't have an actual driver's license? (That's something I need to get done before I go back to Austin for the next semester at UT) Is it really just the way I look?
I just don't know anymore. I would like to say I don't care, too, but...in a world where being a young adult is the ideal age, it's kinda hard not to.
And it certainly doesn't help with the other bothersome thoughts I've been having. The usual thoughts about me being single and all...I'm sure anybody who knows me is tired of hearing about this and giving advice about it. I wish it were just so easy as not worrying about it and waiting for that perfect someone to show up in my life. If only it were that easy.
I've been listening to Flyleaf rather often lately. Specifically, their songs "So I Thought" and "There For You" more than the others. That might partly be due to my cheap mp3 player sometimes getting stuck in a loop with just those two songs. I don't know how that happens. It's only partly due to that, though. I have a laptop, after all.
There For You
Someone you can come to...
I want to be there for you...
Be someone you can come to...
The love runs deeper than my bones
And I want to be there for you.
So I Thought
It's gotten me thinking lately...am I still really childish? I really don't feel like I'm a young adult half the time. Could it have something to do with how I still play video games a lot? How I still spend most of my time surfing the internet, posting in forums, posting Blogs, playing around with MySpace, even posting on Gaia Online? Could it have something to do with the fact I still don't have an actual driver's license? (That's something I need to get done before I go back to Austin for the next semester at UT) Is it really just the way I look?
I just don't know anymore. I would like to say I don't care, too, but...in a world where being a young adult is the ideal age, it's kinda hard not to.
And it certainly doesn't help with the other bothersome thoughts I've been having. The usual thoughts about me being single and all...I'm sure anybody who knows me is tired of hearing about this and giving advice about it. I wish it were just so easy as not worrying about it and waiting for that perfect someone to show up in my life. If only it were that easy.
I've been listening to Flyleaf rather often lately. Specifically, their songs "So I Thought" and "There For You" more than the others. That might partly be due to my cheap mp3 player sometimes getting stuck in a loop with just those two songs. I don't know how that happens. It's only partly due to that, though. I have a laptop, after all.
Sometimes I'm a selfish fake.
You're always a true friend.
I don't deserve you cause I'm not there for you.
Please forgive me again...
I want to be there for you...
Someone you can come to...
Runs deeper than my bones...
I want to be there for you.
Swirling shades of blue
slow dancing in your eyes,
The sun kisses the earth
and I hush my urge to cry.
I want to be there for you...
Someone you can come to...
Runs deeper than my bones...
I want to be there for you.
Cause I hear the whispered words
in your masterpiece, beautiful...
You speak the unspeakable through...
I love you too.
Someone you can come to...
I want to be there for you...
Be someone you can come to...
The love runs deeper than my bones
And I want to be there for you.
All your twisted thoughts free flow
To everlasting memories
Show soul
Kiss the stars with me
And dread the wait for
Stupid calls returning us to life
We say to those who are in love
It can't be true 'cause we're too young
I know that's true because so long I was
So in love with you
So I thought
A year goes by
And I can't talk about it
On my knees
Dim lighted room
Thoughts free flow try to consume myself in this
I'm not faithless
Just paranoid of getting lost or that I might lose
Ignorance is bliss cherish it
Pretty neighborhoods you learn too much to hold
Believe it not
And fight the tears
With pretty smiles and lies about the times
A year goes by
And I can't talk about it
The times weren't right
And I couldn't talk about it
Chorus Romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last between
Chorus Romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last, between
And I'm praying that we will see
Something there in between
Then and there that exceeds all we can dream
So we can talk about it
Chorus Romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last between
Chorus Romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last healing
And I'm praying that we will see
Something there in between
Then and there that exceeds all we can dream
And all these twisted thoughts I see
Jesus there in between
And all these twisted thoughts I see
Jesus there in between
I think...those two songs just really match some of the feelings I've been having for a while now. Well...that's if there was somebody I was interested in. So I Thought is perfect for me, but there's not any "you" for There For You in my life right now. I wish there was...but there's not. And it's not likely to change anytime soon.
Really...how am I to find someone, or for someone to have interest in me, if even I feel like I'm still such a child? I'm a young adult...or so I thought. More like an old kid...
6/15/2006
Money...dammit!
In case you're wondering, I have a job at McDonald's. I've only been there for a few days, but I've found that I prefer working the grill to any of the other positions. Well, I can do the fry (as in french fries or, for breakfast, hashbrowns) station, too, but it's not much different. I haven't really done it yet, but I think I can do the frying station (as in chicken nuggets, chicken selects, spicy chicken, crispy chicken, fish filet) but I'll need to do it when it's slow so I can get used to it.
Obviously, it's not a hard job, else they wouldn't hire high school and college students to do it. It just takes time to get used to the fast pace of it.
I only get $5.75 an hour. I suppose over time I can get more, but this is only for the summer at the moment. Honestly, I'd prefer to work at Barnes & Noble. Oh well...money is something everybody absolutely must have, it seems.
I still need to get my parents to sign the lease thingy for my apartment since I don't technically have a full-time job. I bet they won't like doing that. I'm also going to have to apply for another million scholarships, and will once again get nothing and rely totally on loans, some of which my parents will need to co-sign.
Life sucks. Paying for college is such a stupid idea. You know, college professor is one of the professions that make the highest salaries? Why?! All they do is talk for a couple hours a week in front of a bunch of college students and make and grade tests. They don't do much more than high school teachers, except that they know what the hell they're talking about. Sure, they deserve to be paid more than high school teachers, but not that much! If anything, the professors should be paying to be there, since they want to do research there.
But, of course, the university doesn't care. They decide to bill the students so that the professors have top-of-the-line equipment that the students never even get to see. You think they would care, since the group of people they're taking millions of dollars from is getting all that money through loans and don't actually have the money. And you know what? Most of that money is spent on construction, thus making our miserable lives even more miserable.
Ugh, maybe my parents are right. Community college may have been a much better way to start things out. Life sucks when everybody wants lots of money. People want more money to buy more stuff, so they raise the prices of their own stuff, but then other people raise prices to afford their now-expensive stuff, and then they need even more money because prices were raised all around and thus need even more money...ugh, it's a vicious cycle.
But no, people can't do things out of the goodness of their heart. They have to get something in return. People sicken me.
And people wonder why New Orleans is still in shambles. You know, everybody may have forgotten about Katrina, but New Orleans, a year later, is still in total shambles. Seriously. People were like "Oh, how pitiful, we need to help them!" and then went on with their lives. Clicky
To make things worse, the government is wasting so much money by trying to "help" the Middle East. That money could be better spent improving the education of today's youth. And frankly, today's youth is in sore need of a better education. It makes me weep to know how stupid most of the people at my old high school are. Then I look on place like Gaia or Runescape and weep more, for I know that those people are even worse and in the majority. Bush is solving the wrong problmes, dammit!
And people wonder why nobody likes the U.S. Except the wetbacks. That's where even more money is going to wasted, by the way. Oh, yes. It's much more important that we put up a wall to stop the mexicans from crossing the border than improving the intelligence level of our nation which, I personally feel, is at an all-time low.
Where did we go wrong? -_-
Obviously, it's not a hard job, else they wouldn't hire high school and college students to do it. It just takes time to get used to the fast pace of it.
I only get $5.75 an hour. I suppose over time I can get more, but this is only for the summer at the moment. Honestly, I'd prefer to work at Barnes & Noble. Oh well...money is something everybody absolutely must have, it seems.
I still need to get my parents to sign the lease thingy for my apartment since I don't technically have a full-time job. I bet they won't like doing that. I'm also going to have to apply for another million scholarships, and will once again get nothing and rely totally on loans, some of which my parents will need to co-sign.
Life sucks. Paying for college is such a stupid idea. You know, college professor is one of the professions that make the highest salaries? Why?! All they do is talk for a couple hours a week in front of a bunch of college students and make and grade tests. They don't do much more than high school teachers, except that they know what the hell they're talking about. Sure, they deserve to be paid more than high school teachers, but not that much! If anything, the professors should be paying to be there, since they want to do research there.
But, of course, the university doesn't care. They decide to bill the students so that the professors have top-of-the-line equipment that the students never even get to see. You think they would care, since the group of people they're taking millions of dollars from is getting all that money through loans and don't actually have the money. And you know what? Most of that money is spent on construction, thus making our miserable lives even more miserable.
Ugh, maybe my parents are right. Community college may have been a much better way to start things out. Life sucks when everybody wants lots of money. People want more money to buy more stuff, so they raise the prices of their own stuff, but then other people raise prices to afford their now-expensive stuff, and then they need even more money because prices were raised all around and thus need even more money...ugh, it's a vicious cycle.
But no, people can't do things out of the goodness of their heart. They have to get something in return. People sicken me.
And people wonder why New Orleans is still in shambles. You know, everybody may have forgotten about Katrina, but New Orleans, a year later, is still in total shambles. Seriously. People were like "Oh, how pitiful, we need to help them!" and then went on with their lives. Clicky
To make things worse, the government is wasting so much money by trying to "help" the Middle East. That money could be better spent improving the education of today's youth. And frankly, today's youth is in sore need of a better education. It makes me weep to know how stupid most of the people at my old high school are. Then I look on place like Gaia or Runescape and weep more, for I know that those people are even worse and in the majority. Bush is solving the wrong problmes, dammit!
And people wonder why nobody likes the U.S. Except the wetbacks. That's where even more money is going to wasted, by the way. Oh, yes. It's much more important that we put up a wall to stop the mexicans from crossing the border than improving the intelligence level of our nation which, I personally feel, is at an all-time low.
Where did we go wrong? -_-
6/03/2006
Stuff (I'm not good with titles, so sue me)
Well, right now, I'm going through this "On the Job Evaluation" thing for McDonald's. Not my choice of employment, but I can't really be picky. I should try calling up Barnes & Noble to see if they have considered my application. If I could get hired by them, I'd definitely take the opporunity. Books are easier to work with than fast food, and definitely my area of expertese. Okay, sure, I'm going into computer science for my college studies, but I'm still a bookworm.
Now if only I could get my driver's license so I can drive myself to work, instead of having to ask for rides or ride my bike. It's not very smart to ride your bike to a job where you don't get to sit down, even if you arrive early enough to cool down, wipe the sweat off, and put on some fresh deoderant/antiperspirant.
Fortunately, I get to stay home and relax today. My dad woke me up this morning and had me immediately mow the lawn in the back yard. I figured he'd be getting Jacob to do it, but oh well. It didn't take very long. My dad got a new lawn mower since the last time I mowed it, which was several months ago. Probably half a year or more, actually.
Later, though, I get to hang out with some of my old friends. Karl finally decided to organize a get together of the old gang, though Kim is still over at Rice. Her classes, I think, only ended on Friday, just like the high school students. O.O
Anyways, the plan right now is to play some basketball at 2pm. Matt and Paul aren't going to play, it seems, just me, Karl, Travis (who just recently graduated, I spose), and a friend of Karl's whom I never met named Roy. I suck at sports, but Karl claims to also suck, so I guess I don't have too much to worry about. I get the feeling I'll be humiliated more than Karl, though.
Fortunately, after that, we'll all go over to Brittany's house for some poker at about 5pm. I think Karl mentioned Matt and Paul showing up, but I'm not sure. I'm glad we managed to include Brittany without Kim. It just feels weird when you hang out with just guys for too much. Maybe it's just me. I just hope Brittany doesn't feel like the odd person in the bunch, being the only girl there. I think I need to bring a change of clothes for after the basketball, too, else I'll reek of BO. Even if we weren't heading to Brittany's house...smelling like BO is a bad thing.
For now, I'll just sit back and relax. Maybe I'll get around to writing a bit of fiction, but it's not likely right now. I'm more of a night-time writer.
Now if only I could get my driver's license so I can drive myself to work, instead of having to ask for rides or ride my bike. It's not very smart to ride your bike to a job where you don't get to sit down, even if you arrive early enough to cool down, wipe the sweat off, and put on some fresh deoderant/antiperspirant.
Fortunately, I get to stay home and relax today. My dad woke me up this morning and had me immediately mow the lawn in the back yard. I figured he'd be getting Jacob to do it, but oh well. It didn't take very long. My dad got a new lawn mower since the last time I mowed it, which was several months ago. Probably half a year or more, actually.
Later, though, I get to hang out with some of my old friends. Karl finally decided to organize a get together of the old gang, though Kim is still over at Rice. Her classes, I think, only ended on Friday, just like the high school students. O.O
Anyways, the plan right now is to play some basketball at 2pm. Matt and Paul aren't going to play, it seems, just me, Karl, Travis (who just recently graduated, I spose), and a friend of Karl's whom I never met named Roy. I suck at sports, but Karl claims to also suck, so I guess I don't have too much to worry about. I get the feeling I'll be humiliated more than Karl, though.
Fortunately, after that, we'll all go over to Brittany's house for some poker at about 5pm. I think Karl mentioned Matt and Paul showing up, but I'm not sure. I'm glad we managed to include Brittany without Kim. It just feels weird when you hang out with just guys for too much. Maybe it's just me. I just hope Brittany doesn't feel like the odd person in the bunch, being the only girl there. I think I need to bring a change of clothes for after the basketball, too, else I'll reek of BO. Even if we weren't heading to Brittany's house...smelling like BO is a bad thing.
For now, I'll just sit back and relax. Maybe I'll get around to writing a bit of fiction, but it's not likely right now. I'm more of a night-time writer.
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